Promise Of The Occasional Sprinkle.  Thank God, winter is done and spring is here For we blessed to live in the Southern Hemisphere, Roll on September the First, spring brings good cheer, God, no sodden showers- dry days and skies clear- clear?  Hey God, none of this slow slide into summer please; No lagging winter thawing into spring by slow degrees, I so long for lazy sun-soaked days, summers balmy breeze, I'm sick of chilled cheeks, snap-frozen fingers and sudden pees.

 

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